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Chapter 10

Nick had pulled up in front of his old house. Lights were on all throughout the house, making Nick's suspicions even bigger. I hope they're alright he thought to himself as he grabbed his gun and cautiously walked out of the car towards the house. The environment was very quiet, giving the place an eerie feeling. Nick tried the door, but it was locked tight. "Shit," he muttered.

Nick looked around and saw that the windows were nailed shut. These guys were smarter than they looked. So, if the door was locked and the windows were nailed down, how was he going to get in? That's when the thought occurred to him; the chimney. One problem; how was he going to get onto the two story roof? That's when Nick remembered the little vine fence that climbed the side of the house. Hoping it was still there, Nick ran to the side of the house and sure enough, there it stood, covered in vines. With a passion, Nick began to climb the gat. Sometimes, it felt as if the wood would break beneath his feet, but it stayed strong. Finally, he got to the roof and ran over to the chimney and stared down the dark tower of bricks. No light emitted from the bottom, meaning that no fire was ablaze in the pit. So, very carefully, Nick put both feet against the inside walls of the chimney and carefully began to climb down. He had made it about half of the way down when he lost his footing and fell the rest of the way. Nick rolled out of the chimney and onto the carpeted surface in the rather large living room. He rubbed his aching butt and looked around the room. There was no one standing in that room or in the room adjacent to it. Nick cautiously pulled out his gun and painfully rose to his feet. As he scanned the area, he began to move to the staircase. The house was less dusty than earlier. Nick could barely make out footprints formed when the villains walked through the house. As Nick walked out into the foyer, he heard a loud THUD coming from the second floor. Hoping it wasn't any of his family, Nick ran up the stairs. Nick opened the first door he saw and saw his twin sisters sitting on their beds and shackles locked around their ankles. "Gracie! Laura!"

They both looked up and smiled. "Nick! It's great to see you!" cried Laura.

"Are you here to bail us out?" asked Gracie.

"Yeah, just stay still, okay?" ordered Nick as he pointed the gun at the chains and pulled the trigger.

As soon as he freed the girls, they ran off to the other rooms and successfully freed David, Billy and Jacob. "Where's Greg?" asked Nick.

"I think he's in Danny's room," said Jacob as he pointed down to the end of the hall.

Nick patted Jacob's shoulder and ran down the hall.

MEANWHILE…

Thomas Sanders woke up with a splitting headache and his hands bound behind his back with what seemed to be bed sheets. When he opened his eyes, he saw his son sitting across from him. He looked pissed off. "Hey Greg. Glad to see you."

But Greg didn't answer him. "Do you mind untying these sheets, I think I'm losing circulation to my hands."

Greg didn't move. "Look, son…"

"Oh shut up, Dad. Don't tell me you had no choice. You had a god damn choice. So why did you do it?"

Thomas looked at his feet. "It's complicated."

Angry, Greg swung his fist and hit his father square in the jaw. "Don't tell me it's complicated! Why don't you begin with who you guys are working for?"

"Greg…"

"Who the hell are you working…?"

"Me!"

Greg sat there speechless. "What did you say?"

"They work for me. I am their boss, you happy?"

"I can't believe what I'm hearing! You are the guy who ruined my best friend's life. You're Mr. Care-Taker. Why the hell did you do it?"

"You wanna know why? Well, I'll tell you why. Thirty years ago, Mr. Stokes was the judge for the trial that was supposed to put the man who killed my sister's murderer behind bars. Instead, he found the man innocent. So, I decided to ruin his life. I went underneath the pseudonym of Mr. Care-Taker and hired Chad Jacobs. I told him to go the Stokes home and take their youngest child. Instead, he came back with you. You were two and your name was Daniel at the time. Chad said that this little kid was protecting the youngest child. So, I took him in, gave him the name Greg Sanders. Chad went back and told Mr. Stokes to hand over the rest of the children or die, so Chad killed him. I then told to retrieve the rest of the children. He killed Mrs. Stokes and took all the kids. I would have kept them all, but I didn't have the room. So, I gave them to Chad. Later, I found out he missed one kid. I would have went after him, but I didn't. Thought making that kid suffer would fulfill my revenge. Probably should have went after him too. But now, I'm gonna send all of the Stokes kids off to their parents. They've proved too much of a hassle for me. I hope you're satisfied…Danny."

Greg couldn't believe what just learned. The man he thought was his father was his kidnapper. Lost in his own thoughts, Greg stood up and began to pace the room. And when the door opened, Greg looked up and saw his true family standing at the door. "Greg? Are you okay?" asked Nick.

Greg wanted to say he was fine, but when he opened his mouth, the only words that came out were, "I'm Danny."

The entire family stood in amazement. "Did he just admit that he is Danny?" asked Jacob.

"I think so," replied Billy as Nick walked into the room.

Greg continued to pace the room and bit his fingernails as Nick approached him. "Greg, you should probably sit down."

As Nick held out his arm to guide Greg over to a chair, Greg looked at Nick. Slowly, he let Nick steer him to the chair across the room as David, Billy, Jacob, Gracie and Laura walked in to see their long lost brother. The family as too busy celebrating that they didn't notice that Thomas Sanders had texted Chad Jacobs who was downstairs. Chad had come running into the room and quickly untied his boss. As soon as Thomas was free, they turned to the happy family and smiled. "Well, now that we got the whole family here, why don't we finish this in the basement?" asked Chad to Thomas.

The whole family turned around just in time to see Chad pull out a gun and point it at Nick. "Move or he dies."

The family didn't know what to do. If they went downstairs to that basement, they would never come out. "MOVE!" ordered Thomas.

They all jumped out of their skins and slowly made their way through the house towards the basement. As soon as all seven kids were in the basement, Chad shut the door and locked it tight. "Well, it looks like we're stuck here for a while," stated Nick as he leant against the wall and his family went to different parts of the room to seek solitude.

TBC…

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